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His lips brush against my ear. "Ask politely, Valentina," he murmurs, his voice dripping with sultry playfulness.
I bite back a moan, pride and arousal warring within me.
My stubbornness wants to resist, to refuse to give him the satisfaction of hearing me beg. Yet the other side of me, the one that's on fire and aching for release, is quickly gaining ground.
"You think you can tell me what to do?" I retort, feigning defiance even as I squirm against him, trying to find some friction, some sweet relief. But Roman remains unfazed, his fingers continuing their maddening dance, bringing me to the edge only to pull back again.
His lips find my neck, pressing a trail of heated kisses that only adds to my delirium.
"All I want," he murmurs between kisses, "is to hear you ask. Like a good girl.”
My mind becomes a blur, every thought consumed by the pleasure he's giving and withholding in equal measure.
The teasing becomes unbearable, the need for release overwhelming.
The dam of my pride finally breaks.
"Please, Roman," I whisper, my voice a desperate plea. "Please."
A satisfied hum emanates from his throat as his fingers resume their mastery.
He effortlessly lifts me, his touch gentle yet confident, as his hand expertly works its way up my dress and into my panties.
His fingers begin to work pure magic, as if they were playing an instrument with skill. The pleasure begins to build between my legs, becoming more and more unbearable.
With growing anticipation, he walks me into a tiny private room with just an empty bed, shuts the door behind him and drops me onto the silk sheets, never once freeing his touch from my folds.
He pumps his hands, scissoring his fingers to stroke my walls and I moan in pleasure as he growls and proceeds to bury his face between my legs.
He works his tongue with skill as I steadily ascend my way over the edge of bliss.
I grip his hair gently, holding him against me, rubbing my slit against his tongue as he delicately savors my flesh with gentle, rhythmic motions.
“I could devour you, baby. You taste so fucking good.” He slips his fingers down and against my ass, pushing against the back entrance as he tongues the front.
The crescendo of sensations build within me.
When the wave crashes, I shatter, gripping him tightly, my body convulsing with the intense pleasure he grants me.
The aftermath of my release has me in a state of euphoria, my breathing still heavy, my skin flushed. But as the sensations begin to wane, an insatiable hunger grows stronger.
I want more of Roman, all of him.
Fuck! I want him in a way I haven't wanted a man in so long.
I wanted… no needed to feel his bulging cock inside; throbbing my channel and taking me to the edge of passion and beyond.
I knew he wouldn’t disappoint.
He stood, leaving me with my panties pushed to the side, and my dress hiked up over my hips.
“I need you inside of me, now,” I command, my voice firm, looking directly into his eyes.
He raises an eyebrow, clearly amused by my assertive tone. But the spark in his gaze tells me he finds my boldness incredibly alluring.
"Bossy, are we?" he teases, but the smirk on his face reveals just how much he enjoys it.
Without breaking eye contact, I raise myself up and begin to unbutton his shirt, revealing the hard planes of his chest, every muscle defined. He mimics my movements, his fingers deftly undoing the clasps of my dress.
